“No, no, no.” I shake my head hard, the words sharp as glass. “A date is a terrible idea. That’s not an option. Pick something else.”
Phantom folds his arms, shoulders loose, a slow smile curving across his mouth. It’s the kind of smile that should be outlawed—danger wrapped in charm. “Those are my terms. Take it, or we have no deal. Your choice, princess.”
My pulse stutters. I can’t believe I’m about to agree. “Fine. We have a deal. But no games during the date. This is strictly business.”
Vahlia gasps, breath hitching with joy. “I don’t know who you are or why you’re doing this for me, but thank you! Thank you so much!” She hugs me quick, then rushes to Gaston, clinging to him with a squeeze that says everything. The way they look at each other leaves no doubt—they’re in love.
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